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You giveth, you damn right I taketh: The really really free market

they may stink, but theyre so sweet!

they may stink, but they're so sweet!

How is it that hippies save my ass every time? Just when I’m flat broke and have $65 in my bank account [because of moving and it being the end of the month], the Really Really Free Market pops up.
Yes, that’s not just reiteration to get you to come…only it is. Cause its fucking free. Everything. I wouldn’t necessarily eat those salmon burgers that someone is frying up on the grill that doesn’t seem to be on, but you should be good to go otherwise.
And apparently, these happen every last Saturday of the month? With <a href=””>Kindness Kitchen</a> on Sunday, I am so having a free weekend!

What: The really really free market

When: This Saturday, April 28th '” 1-5 p.m.

Where: Dolores Park

Who: People who are giving out of the goodness of their heart! [Suckers.]

Why: Because you need someone to throw you a bone other than your ex-girfriend, who still begs to give you blowjobs for free.

The Really Really Free Market

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Monica Miller - The Intern

Monica Miller - The Intern

Ms. Miller was born in San Diego, CA to one lesbian mother and one
righteous, cheap father. Currently, she is enrolled at San Francisco
State University for a B.A. in Journalism and the approximate
completion date is around 2015. She has worked for many papers in the
Bay Area, including the Oakland Tribune and the San Mateo Country
Times and is currently the city editor at one of the most
underappreciated publications in SF, the Golden Gate [X]press. Though
she may find bargains aplenty, it only stems from the necessity of
never landing an actual job and working for hacks [like Stuart.] With
intelligence, style, poise, bite, and honesty, she will rip your heart
out; but not before writing some awesome, poignant shit. This year,
she is looking forward to bigger and better things such as: trying to
get paid for a gig, actually finding a date that isn't a loser or
fucking crazy, not calling her parents when hungover and bringing you
the best of the 7x7 everyday of the week. [By the way, I wasn't
kidding about the date thing; if you love food, booze and shoegaze,
get at me.]